5 days

What the front door?!

I just realized that today is official 5 days... did I count that right? Cuz that is just feeling a little cray cray right now.

Did I tell you my man successfully accomplished his initiation yesterday so he is officially a member of a very elite team within his job? Well, if I didn't-- he did and I am so so proud and happy yesterday is over.

We took the day as a family to re cooperate and it was a nice relaxing change of pace. Bug had soccer this morning for an hour, where, even though she is only 4-- is basically the stud of all studs. Ok, so she whines a little but it is very obvious the girl has natural athletic ability and that could not make her mom and dad more excited. The whining-- makes us a bit crazy but she is only 4 so we manage it.

All was well until around lunch time and I could consciously feel myself start to turn to the dark side. Tired, cranky, husband eating super yummy lunch, kids eating super yummy different lunch... it was nap time.

All I could think about was food, cookies specifically. I thought, I think I will "beg" my man for some lovin
(sorry TMI again,) and that worked during the deed, but then immediately after... trail mix was on my mind.

Seriously?! WTHell is wrong with me? Have you seen my husband? I mean, who in their right gosh damn mind thinks about trail mix immediately following that.. well-- maybe only me, the girl who has had basically no choice is anything food wise for the past 15 weeks, even most of my cheat meals were assigned to me.

Anyway, I absolutely HAD to get out of the house before I cheated. So I left for the gym for last total back day (6 pull ups underhand, then later 4.5 underhand again... yay, once I get some food in me I imagine I will be busting those biotches out). I had to get on my stair climber for 60 minutes and so I listened to some ipod, turned off the ipod and left plugs in and read for a while, in which time I notice this crazy scary loco guy watching me. Ok, so people usually do "notice" me when I am at the gym these days because I am more ripped than the typical gym chick. Noticing is one thing, I notice almost everyone at the gym to tell you the truth-- but this cholo, and I have seen him before, was intentionally staring at me.

He was scary. Like the kinda scary I really wish there would have been a hot, loving, kind cop there to workout with me because he was really making me uncomfortable. Where were all the officers at today?! Not with me, damn the bad luck. So after said creepy guy spends a rather large portion of time looking at me, I literally give him the most rude disgusted look I can muster and he still didn't get it. When i left I told the trainer who used to be a cop that the dude was making me feel uncomfortable-- and guess what, he knew exactly who I was talking about-- and said he is on probation. Awesome. No wonder he gave me the creeps. I have no idea what for, but I can tell you now that I don't want to see him again especially with out my wedding ring and my tall, dark, intimidating husband with me.

Mother effer. Why do creepy people have the right to sweat at my gym?! They don't. Damn them.

So, made it home... and husband went to Walmart to stock up on the necessities for the week, and I asked him to get me a laxative-- which I have never taken before, because i haven't gone #2 in several days and I just feel like I need to. TMI again, damn when are you people gonna get so grossed out you don't come back... sorry! I really do try to engage my filter, and I actually DO believe it or not, but I feel like I need to remember this and if you are contemplating a competition you have the right to know-- ya know?

So, he brings it home. He told me to drink half the bottle cuz I am only 122 lbs. The pharmacist told him. I bet that was a funny story, I can only imagine what said goof ball of a husband told the pharm dude.... "uhh... this is for my wife, not me.... she has explosive farts... she needs to poop..." honestly, almost wish he would have taken his voice recorder because I know it had to be that funny.

So I took it, it tasted like sprite I thought-- an hour ago. Nothing. Damn thing better not work in two hours when I lay my head down on the pillow-- cuz that will just suck to no end if I have to be awake all dang night pooing my brains out. I should have thought that through more, but really-- when you think about it-- when is the best time to poo your brains out? Never.

I'm so sleepy, although I did get some housework accomplished today. Good for me, because it is few and far between these days, I capitalize on the times I have energy and do what I can, and forget the rest cuz I just don't have much extra these days.

Jon said same diet tomorrow, and start drinking 2 gallons of water. I don't think that'll be bad cuz I was all ready drinking almost 2 gallons. So, I will just pee a few more times a day. Meh no biggie, and honestly my diet is still pretty good beings I still have oats and eggs after my workouts so I aint gonna complain.

Once I get through tomorrow, time is gonna fly. We have church where Ill teach my lesson, and then nap time, workout time, and family dinner. I thought I would need to skip family dinner because of all the temptations that will surely be there, but on second thought-- I don't think I can be trusted all alone anywhere with food. Ha, better to be surrounded by people AND temptations because I wouldn't dream of eating something I am not supposed to in front of people right? I basically might be taking sign up sheets to church tomorrow for babysitters for myself. "Please sign up for one hour increments of time to keep Teri out of the treat jars.... any and all volunteers very much appreciated."

Yah, that might be weird huh?

Let's see. Oh, so I thought I had my make up figured out. A friend taught me how to do darker eye shadow and even took me to the store and walked me through the isles helping me buy what I needed. LOVE HER, holla Courtney!!! Well, not to brag but for an inept make up girl, I am getting pretty freaking good at rocking the ol eye make up situation... but now after seeing a bunch of pics from other peoples shows the past two weeks, I am thinking lighter eyes because the tan is so dark that the dark eyes are TOO dark... so I am back to square one but I am not going to sweat it because it'll all come together Friday. I just know it will.

Monday, busy day. train myself 2 times, train 4 clients! Husband gets a mystic tan for our photo shoot (hehe he keeps reminding me he is going to be very upset if he looks orange in any way shape or form before he starts his shift at work the next night at 6)
Tuesday, nails done, training 2 times
Wednesday training 2 times, and photo shoot with my sexy beast of a man, send him to work
Thursday nothing, I guess just rest and I am preparing for a long day... and Husband gets a massage (dang I am so sweet aren't I?) no training
Friday... up early, tanning at 11, at some point I heard rumor I get some oatmeal with sugar on it or some pancakes (crossing my fingers for PANCAKES!!!!!!!!!!) more tanning at 1, and then getting ready to get my sparkly, oompah loompah looking booty on the stage.

Wow. It is so close. I am so so excited, so so ready as I am gonna get... and thankful for the journey-- but still ready to get back to real life fitness and mommy hood.

Thanks for watching my journey, and for all the love you send via text and facebook...........